All language subtitles for DE52B3C1A829C67293628156AF92370B_eng (HOPE SPRING ETERNAL)

Hope.

What an ironic name

for a girl dying of cancer,
don't you think?

And what's more depressing
than a kid dying of cancer?

Nothing, of course.

So I have two options.

I can either be
depressed, emo teen, so obvs,

or I can embrace it.

It's my note from the doctor
for life.

No homework.
Teachers let you slide.

Ice cream in the lunch line.

People are nice to you,

because they feel bad for you.

And why shouldn't they?

I-It's cancer,
and why shouldn't I use it?

I know how my story ends.

Terminal is terminal.

You know, I...

There are no unwritten chapters
yet to come.

And I'm comfortable
knowing that.

So don't judge.

I'm not giving up.

I'm just practical.

You know what? Hands out.

- Hey. Hi.
- Hi.

All but one of them are ready.

I can have the other one
sent to her at the hospital

- later if you'd like.
- Oh, God, no.

Curbside service is enough.
Don't have to do that.

No, Mom, it's my Zofran,
and if I don't have it,

- I will be vomiting everywhere.
- Ehh. That's gross.

Uh, yeah, that would be great.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

You know what?
You haven't eaten anything yet,

so put the phone down,
and then you can vlog later.

Eat this banana.

Banana!

What's that?

"Eat me, Hope. Eat me."

Okay. Give it to me.

My mom
had the brilliant idea

of naming me Hope
after her favorite line

from some
dead British guy's book.

It's not her fault.

Who would have known
that this would have happened?

Hope!

You shouldn't have.

- It's on me today.
- Oh, thanks.

I promise I won't be around
for much longer.

Wouldn't want
to put you out of business.

But she's amazing,

if, at times, a bit much.

Okay, so I'm picking you up
after school today

for your doctor's appointment.

Is that today?

Mm-hmm. Yeah, no.

Your test results came back.

Yay. More bad news.

All right.

You're strong and beautiful.

Chemo's nothing.
You got this. I love you.

Do we really
have to do this every time?

Okay, I'm strong,
and I'm beautiful,

and I've got this,
and I love you, too.

- Bye.
- Okay.

Hey, Dr. Pham.

Kids are
supposed to be like Twinkies,

born with no sign
of an expiration date.

I'm more like milk.

There's one stamped right on me.

And, sure, you can try
and run away from it...

but you're
in for a rude awakening.

Uh, coming through.
Make way for the dying girl.

You know, don't want
to be late for chemo.

Gotta get my drip on,
so, yeah, might not...

might not make it, so...

Hit three, please.

Chocolate still
your favorite, Stephanie?

You know it.

So I learned
to embrace my situation

with a sense of humor.

They say that laughter
is the best medicine.

Two white blood cells
bump into each other.

and one says to the other one,
"Funny seeing you here."

Drop mic.

It's been a real lifesaver.

- Let's do this.
- Okay.

Sarah, it is time
to distract her.

Okay.

I just learned
about guided imagery.

Okay, let me see if I remember.

You are laying
on a nice warm beach.

Your feet are in the sand,

and you're laying on that
tie-dye towel that I...

That's Sarah,

the best thing to come out
of this entire situation.

We met almost five years ago
in a hospital support group.

She has cancer, too, obviously,

and when you have cancer,
you just get it.

All flushed.

Port seems to be working
just fine.

I'm ready to hook you up as soon
as Pharmacy brings up the bag.

It's important to get it.

How we doing here?

Oh, just, you know,
chilling to some chemo

and "The Fault in Our Stars."

Any pain?

Well, if I had
to give it a number,

um, it'd be an eight,

so can I have more snacks
and a ginger ale, please?

Of course.

They should really start
a patient of the month contest.

Don't you think that'd be
an unfair competition?

God, you love attention.

I love attention just as much
as the next person,

but I wouldn't say
that I take advantage of it.

And how you doing? Any pain?

Um, I guess
I'd say the second one,

who just looks constipated.

That reminds me, um,
my mom wants you to text her,

something about fibrous juices.

I'm sorry. I know she's a lot.

No. Heh. No, it's sweet.

I welcome
D's overprotective doting.

My mom's
been so busy these days.

Okay.

I'm going to disconnect you
and flush you again.

Okay.

I can taste it.

Mm-hmm.

Water, Zofran.

Mm. Thank you.

You all set?

You should come over this week,

any days
your mom's working late.

D can make us
something extra bland

for us to not want to eat.

Okay.

Love you.

Love you more.

Not possible.

That's Seth.

He's my best friend, too.

Yes, you can have
two best friends. It's 2016.

Like most people in the world,
he doesn't have cancer.

He's only 17,
but sometimes he acts 40.

Hey. How you feeling?

- Hey. Yeah... Yeah, I'm fine.
- You good?

- Did you eat before chemo?
- Yes.

- You did? Okay, cool.
- Yes.

Do you need the notes for
Mrs. Laga's class, by the way?

Yeah. Here.
I saved you a ginger ale.

No, you drink it. You need it.

Okay, well, let's go.
We're gonna be late for school.

Wait. Since when do you
care about school?

Since I have art first period.

Right.

That's Kai, my boyfriend.

That sounds weird
to say out loud.

I definitely said it in my head
thousands of times.

Yeah, my boyfriend.
My boyfriend.

Okay, yeah, that sounds crazy.

Hang on, babe.

Y-You're doing too much.

Yeah, I should probably
just take a nap or something.

Yeah, yeah.
Let's get you a kip.

Okay.

Come here.

So my mother and I were

on my Make-A-Wish trip
this past summer in Australia.

I always wanted to snorkel
the Great Barrier Reef.

Turns out, uh, snorkeling's
harder than it looks,

especially with health issues.

There we were, just trying to
capture some fish with a GoPro.

I must have looked
like I was drowning,

'cause Kai swam up
and offered his assistance.

Instant sparks.

But he showed us around the city
for the next few days,

most romantic experience
of my life,

even with my mom
three steps behind.

So when he found
I didn't have long,

he came to the States with us,
applied for some kind of grant.

Apparently Australia
is all right

with wanting young people
to see the world,

so that's cool.

You make dying
look so desirable.

Are you talking to me?

Is anybody else
dying in art class?

No. Um, sorry.

I just thought you
didn't know who I was, so...

Of course I know who you are.

You're Cancer Girl.

And Kai's girlfriend, of course.

Where did you get him?

Make-A-Wish.

You can get a hot guy
at Make-A-Wish?

No, no. It was the trip,

um, and he
was just a bonus, so...

Oh, I was gonna say,
"I want cancer." I'm kidding.

Is he a good kisser, though?

I'm not kidding,
because I was looking at him,

and I was like...

Like, I feel
he'd be a good kisser.

You know, I-I don't really
have much to compare it to.

Um, so if it's bad,
it's probably me.

Yeah, probably.

Can I have him when you're done?

W-Wait. What?

Just think about it.

Okay.

No. No, no.

Please stop. Stop.
I look terrible today.

You don't, actually.

Did you, uh,
study for Bio, by the way?

Yes.

Sort of. No, look.
I-I talked to Mr. Baser,

and he said that I didn't have
to worry about the test, so...

When was the last time
you actually took a test?

I took a blood test
this morning.

Something that requires
a little more effort.

And a PET scan. You know,

sometimes they make you
hold your breath.

Oh, wow.

Well, if you feel like studying,

tonight I'm gonna
outline chapter 23.

It wouldn't hurt to...

to, you know, try.

Hope.

Yes. I'm listening.

- What'd I just say?
- I'm listening now.

This is for you.

We think you're so brave.

You're like the girl from "The
Fault in Our Stars," but real.

What's it like to be
Zoe's new best friend?

Did... Did she say that?

Did she say I'm actually
her new best friend?

Oh, she's never spoken to us.

Oh, my gosh. If she
talked to us, I would die.

Could you put in
a good word for me

when she, you know,
needs a new you?

Yeah.

Um, I-I can tell her
you said, "Hi."

What is your name?

Candy...

Like a Jolly Rancher.

Okay, wow.

I think they mean well.

Aren't those the girls
that got in trouble

for cyberbullying last year?

You know, I-I don't know. I...

Everyone loves me
on the Internet, so...

Yeah, 'cause I disabled the
comment section on your vlog.

Cupcake?

How are your classes going?

Real good.

Really? 'Cause you're
failing them all.

I've got a D in English.

I'm good at English.

Hope, I really think
it's a good idea

for you to apply yourself
a little bit more.

Why?

'Cause, you know...

Are you familiar with the idea

that life is about the journey
and not the destination?

Yeah. They tell you that
when you're dying, so...

Look, I know you might be reaching
your destination sooner than some...

but don't you want
your journey to be richer?

I think it's more rich.

They're both right, actually.

Well, how can two things

be right at the same time?

Well, if you showed up
to philosophy class,

you would know.

Ha. Good one, Mr. G.

You gonna eat that cupcake?

Paging Nurse
Ceylon on Telemetry...

Rub it in.

Mom, I basically am
hand sanitizer at this point.

so you don't need
to tell me what to do.

I know how to rub it in.

After this, let's go
get some of that, uh...

- that trail life tea.
- You know what?

I'd rather not, because I don't
like drinking stale farts,

so I'd rather just, you know,
die without the tea.

Wow.

Oh, hey, Dr. Choudary.

Good morning, ladies.
We have some news.

There are no signs of cancer

in both hope's blood work
and her PET scan.

What are you saying?

Remission. We're talking
about clinical remission here.

- Clinical remission?
- Mm-hmm.

O-Okay. Wait.
Am I gonna live or die? Like...

There was always a really good
chance of this happening,

but I would never take telling
you something like this lightly,

and we would never use
the word "cured."

We're gonna have
to monitor you very closely

for the first five years.
Cancer is tricky, especially...

You know,
we should have a party.

- Yes.
- Right?

We should invite all
of your new friends.

Oh!

Bowling.
We should go bowling.

No. No, no. Please, Mom, no.

Come on.
We have to celebrate, right?

Yeah, you used to love bowling.

We used to go bowling
all the time.

Yeah, we went bowling
all the time when I was 12.

Hey, what's your
guidance counselor's name again?

Mr. Garner.

Why?

Oh, I'm writing,
uh, thank-you notes

to all your teachers, and I'm
telling them the good news.

Why do you
do these things?

"Dear Mr. Garner,
thank you for all the help

you've given Hope
these past few years.

I am happy to let you know

that Hope's cancer
is in remission

and she can resume
her studies full time."

It's not... It's not terrible.

Guess it's back to homework.

Thank you, Mother.

Mm.

Hey, you...
You like Mr. Garner, right?

He was helpful with all
the extension stuff?

Yeah, he's fine.

Well, do you want to maybe talk
to him instead of a therapist?

I'm fine up here. It's the body
that's not cooperating.

All right, well, just... I just...
You know, if it's a money thing,

we could figure out
a way to make it work.

Look, he... he knows
we're... we're poor.

I mean, it's okay.

It's true.

Well, we're not really...

I mean, I could help her study,
you know?

Thank you for your enthusiasm.

Both of you.

- Mm-hmm.
- Hate you guys.

How are you eating?

Oh, I-I just told my mom

I'd try harder to eat, so...

Now it's your turn.

For guided imagery.

Oh, okay. Heh.

So close your eyes,
and keep 'em closed.

Describe to me
your dream meal in detail.

Okay.

I would have spaghetti
with meat sauce.

Oh, and... and Parmesan cheese,
you know, like the kind

they grate on top
right in front of you,

and they ask you
when to stop,

but I would never say stop.

I feel you.

I would just start eating,

and the whole meal, the waiter
would just be shredding away.

A-And, um, what about dessert?

I-I know that's
your favorite part, so...

Mmm. I would have
original tart froyo

with a pizzelle cookie
shoved down the middle

to create a firm boundary,
so on one side,

I could put maraschino cherries
and gummi bears,

and on the other side,

I could put hot fudge
and Reese's Pieces. Heh.

Um, Hope?

Uh, yeah. Um...

Oh, my gosh. I did that
whole visual imagery thing

just so you
could sneak your burger.

No, I didn't. I'm just...
I'm just hungry,

because I-I don't have
to get chemo today, so...

Why don't you have chemo today?

Um, Dr. Choudary thought,
you know, I didn't need chemo,

on... on account
I'm in remission,

and, um, you know,
no... no biggie, so...

Oh, my gosh.
Hope, that's amazing!

Yeah. You know, um, I guess.

I should probably, um,
just get to school.

I'm sure the Man wants me
to study more, so...

Okay.

I love you.

Love you more.

Not possible.

Things are just happening
too fast for me right now.

I-I just don't know how to feel.
Am I happy, scared, angry?

Hungry? I mean,
why am I still hungry?

I-I feel like I need a sign,
you know?

Uh, should I tell everyone,

or should I just let it ride
a little bit longer?

So you need any help?

With what?

Telling everyone.

No. I'm just gonna
tell Sarah first

and then tell
everyone else, so...

Didn't you stop by
the hospital earlier, though?

Yeah, but she was sleeping
and so cute,

and I-I didn't want
to bother her, you know?

All right.

Gonna go do one
of your free periods?

- Yeah.
- All right.

- Bye.
- See you around.

So you know how I've always
been into street art, yeah?

- No, I-I did not know that.
- Babe.

No, you just have so many ideas,
I can't keep track of them all.

Well, this is
my first attempt at street art.

Uh, wow.

Um, there's so many of them.

Where are you
gonna put all of these?

Well, these are all part
of my new campaign, Hope.

I'm gonna stick them
all over the city.

Hopefully I don't get done
by the John Hop.

- The wallopers.
- Uh...

The fuzz. The coppers.

- Yes.
- Yeah.

Yes, I know that one.

So hopefully after you're gone,

there's gonna be a small piece
of you left around the city.

- This is so cool.
- Um, yeah.

Uh, can we... can we please...

Can we just go talk
someplace more private?

Hope, you're shaking.

Yeah. Well, look at that.

Is it the chemo?

Mm, I don't know.

Is it bad news?

Well, define "bad news." Um...

Well, whatever it is,
you can tell me.

I'm just not ready
for this to end.

It's... It's not going to end,
and if it does, I'll be here.

Well, what if it's forever?

I'll be here.

This is nice.

So, D, in her never-ending
overstepping of my boundaries,

has decided to put
all the letters

in my teachers' mailboxes.

So many problems with this.

Hope, I've got math.

- What...
- Get back!

Any student
who has not turned in

their permission slip
to attend Hip-Hop Hullabaloo

will not be attending
Hip-Hop Hullabaloo.

Thank you.

Okay, are you
gonna help me or not?

I don't even know
what we're doing.

We're gonna go get back
the letters.

And don't give me
that look, okay?

It's technically not stealing.
She used my stationary, so...

Okay, one more time, why would
we get rid of the letters

that completely solve
your whole dilemma?

I don't have to tell people

until, you know,
I get my life back together.

Okay, so what's the plan?

Okay, we're gonna go in there,
and we're gonna steal...

take back... take back
the letters from the mailboxes.

That's the plan?

Well, it's the f-first draft
of a plan.

- What if Mr. Burda catches you?
- That's why you're here.

You're the lookout,
in case, you know,

um, I get in trouble
or something,

or you just... you could
distract him or something.

Really love the detail
you've put into this.

Okay, I got... Yeah, same.
Okay, let's go. Hands in.

Come on.

Go, team.

Okay, let's do this.

Okay, muffin. You got your tea.

Now what?

Mail!

Mrs. Thompson.

Oh. Nice lady.

She's such a sweetie pie.

Ah, who rearranged this?

Uh...

Mrs. Thompson...

Thompson. Thompson. Thompson.

Thompson. Ompson.

Thom... There she is. All right.

And the next lucky winner.

Ms. Stuart.

Snippy, snappy Stuart.

She's a cow.

Hmm. Stuart. Stu...

Oh. There we go.

Oh! I think I put that
in the wrong box.

Nope, that's good.

Coach Callenberg. All right.

Rah, rah, sis-boom-bah.

Football team's
not gonna go so far.

Callenberg. Callenberg.
There we go.

Oh. All done.

Now what?

Oh, lunch.

Uh, yeah.

- Ring the bell. That's gonna...
- Okay, go. Go.

I'm eating.

You see...

Come back after lunch.

Bye.

- Scoot. Scoot.
- Yeah.

- Okay, yeah.
- Okay.

She even wrote one
to the janitor.

You know what? Maybe I'm just
gonna drop out. My mom did.

Yeah, 'cause she stopped
fitting into the uniforms.

She was pregnant.

I'm kidding.

Mostly. I'll study.

Wait. You're not planning
on using cancer

- as a way to not study, right?
- No! I'll do it.

Good. It's important
for you to start focusing

and actually, like,
you know, learning something.

Seth, I got it.

You know what this means?

We can go to college
and grad school now.

We can get apartments
in the city.

I'm not ready
to think about that yet.

So what does Kai think?

He's... He's really cool with it.

He doesn't know, does he?

I mean, what does
knowing really...

- You didn't tell him?
- I-I told him.

No, you're lying right now. 'cause your
voice gets, like, super high when you lie.

That's what's happening right now. Yeah,
you're lying right now. I can hear it.

- No, it's not.
- I know you're lying every time.

- These are for you.
- Also we're totally wearing

these stickers of your face
to support you.

Wow.

What does Zoe smell like?

Not like desperation.

I wanted to know if you wanted to get
a mani-pedi with me after school.

Oh, I-I've never gotten
a real mani-pedi before.

Okay. Cool.
We can have some quality time...

alone.

These look better
than the last batch, so...

Hey, bub.

So right now,

I'm in a lot of trouble
for these stickers.

Apparently, you guys
had this street artist

who designed
Barack Obama's first campaign,

and he had
the slogan "Hope," too,

so it makes me look
like a complete cherry picker.

- I... Like, I look like a dag.
- No.

- I-I look like a silly bum.
- No. Just...

I look like One Direction
stealing Janoskians music.

I-I look like a fraud!

Ahh! They're everywhere!

So, uh, you still
want to come study with me?

No. I'm gonna go
get a mani-pedi.

I can't study with my nails
looking like normal, can I?

Of course not.

Thanks for inviting me.

Yeah. I do it every week.

It's expensive, but that's what
my dad's credit card is for.

He feels bad
that he's never around,

and that's why he does it,

but doesn't stop him.
Cool, right?

The cooliest.

So, um, are you dating anyone?

God, no.

Guys my age are so obnoxious.

I think I need someone
more sensitive.

Yeah. You know,
I got lucky with Kai,

but even then, I had to travel

halfway across the world
to get him, so...

My nails look so pretty.

So what'd the teachers say
about the good news?

Uh, about what now?

About your remission letters
that I sent.

Right. Um, no, nothing.

You know,
no one's called me yet.

Everyone's super busy
with midterms and... and stoof.

Are you taking those?

That's the plan, and if
it's all on chapter one,

page one, paragraph one,
I'll be fine.

Oh, you're gonna do great.

Yeah, well, I have plenty
of time to be great now, so...

What's happening
on your fingernails?

Oh, I got a manicure.
Do you like it?

Yeah, I like...

Uh, we can't afford a manicure.

Okay. Well, Zoe paid for it.

and she considers it
therapeutic, so...

Oh. Zoe.

Zoe, the doctor.

Uh, when do I get to meet her?

- Maybe later.
- Tonight?

I don't know, Mom, but, um,
I'm gonna go study mitosis,

and if I can remember correctly,
it's how cancer cells replicate.

Can't wait to hear
why these were in your bag

and not
in your teachers' mailboxes.

Well, why were you
going through my stuff?

Why are you stealing
from mailboxes?

This is a fun game.

Because I want
to tell everyone on my own.

I-I was only trying to help.

I don't need your help, so...

Okay, yeah.

Okay.

Can you close the door?

Then she says, "Close the door."

There's no closed doors
in our house.

So I want to keep helping her,
but I have to help her

in the way that I haven't
always helped her,

so I need your help.

What can I do?

You know, I want
to respect her boundaries,

and I want to give her space,

but I also have
to keep tabs on her hard-core.

You want me to spy on her?

Yes.

Heh, I'm not gonna do that.

You know, then guide her
or counsel her.

You know, i-it's actually built
into your job title.

You know,
what do you guys actually do?

Both those things,

but not always in that order.

Sorry. I'm, uh,

coming off angrier
than I intend to.

Just, I-I do not know
how to help her anymore.

Look, if anything happens,

I will definitely
let you know about it.

But otherwise, you're gonna have to
let her figure it out on her own.

And what if she ends up
making terrible choices?

She's a kid.

She's definitely
gonna make bad choices.

Great.

Thank you.

- Oh, Dolores...
- Uh-huh?

Could you close the door?

Oh, yeah.
I see what you did there.

Is it better
to burn out or fade away?

I-I mean, look at Heath Ledger
or James Dean

or Janis Joplin
or Jimmi Hendrix.

I mean, they all died young,

not like these old people
that just keep on living,

and you're just like,
"Gah, when is it gonna happen?"

That was mean, but, anyway,

I'm just asking a hypothetical
question for a friend.

Is it better to die popular
or live a loser?

Heh. Oh, my God.

You... You see
that girl over there?

Yeah.

Go ask her
if she wants to sit with us,

and when she's like, "Yes,"
say, "I'm kidding."

That's not really funny.

That's the point of a joke.

I'll do it.

Hey, you want
to come sit with us?

Hey. You were supposed
to meet me. What happened?

What are
you listening to?

- I just forgot. I-I'm sorry.
- You mean you didn't want to?

No, I did.
I was just studying last night.

Did you know that I have six
midterms, one for every subject?

Yeah.

Seth, stop bothering her.

She has cancer.

Yeah, but it's...

Oh, my God!

It's getting worse?

Oh, my God. The cancer?

- Yeah.
- Oh, my God.

Hey. Here you go.

Those guys are jerks.
Don't worry about it.

- Thank you.
- Sure.

It's getting worse, so...

"Hey, Hope,
what did you do today?"

"Oh, I just told everyone
and their mom

that my cancer's getting worse,
and that's so not true,

and I'm such a liar,
and I hate myself."

Oh, my God. I'm so sad.

We just got mani-pedis.

I want to throw you a party
to, you know, help.

It'll be kind of like a wake,
but you're still alive.

No. No, no, no.
I can't let you do that.

You're not letting me.
I want to.

My house, next Friday. Cool.

Okay, but that
wasn't part of the plan,

- but there was...
- Hope.

Where have you been?
Why didn't you tell me?

I just told Zoe,
like, 60 seconds ago.

How did you find out?

Okay. Um...

Is it true?

Yes?

I need to tell you something.

Okay, so some of the most
perfect things in life

don't last forever,
like sunsets or rainbows

or the polar ice caps,

and I know you're
not gonna be around forever,

so I wanted to tell you
how I really felt.

I love you.

No, no, you don't.

Oh, my God. You do.

Well, I love you, too, Kai.

So the cooliest thing
happened today.

Kai told me he loved me,
and I love him, too,

so that's cool.

Hey, are you coming
to the bowling party tomorrow?

- Yeah. I'll be there.
- So great you told everyone,

and now Zoe's throwing
that party for you Friday night.

Hey, are her parents
gonna be there?

Um, probably not.
They have weird jobs, so...

O-Oh, okay.

Yeah, Mom, okay.

So we're, um, hanging out,
so you can just not...

Oh, not be here? Okay.

So Zoe's throwing you a party.

That's pretty cool.

Yeah, okay.
It's not a big deal, okay,

so let's just watch,
you know, watch a movie.

What about "Me, Earl,
and the Dying Girl"?

Or how about "Life of Pi"?

Or "The Kings of Summer"

- or "Life is Beautiful"?
- No.

No more movies
about death, okay?

Death isn't a joke.

Okay, I'll put on "Life of Pi,"

or whatever,
but I'm not happy about it.

You're not happy about anything.

Oh, I know.
What if you weren't dying?

- Would that make you happy?
- Okay.

Mmm, wait. Mmm.

Okay, okay, look,
I-I need you more than anyone

to understand what
I'm going through, you know?

I-I'll tell them.

Wait.

Wait. You didn't
even tell them yet?

I'm getting there.
I just need more time.

You need more time? Oh, my God.

That is such a non-terminal
person thing to say.

Hey, that's the meanest thing
anyone's ever said to me.

No, it's not.
In the sixth grade,

boys called you Casper,
the flat-chested ghost.

Stop.

Look, I already feel
pretty bad.

You should have seen
Seth and my mom's faces.

They were, like, so happy.

And you're not happy?

Well, I'm not not happy.

I'm just scared for how
everything's gonna change.

Things were always
going to change anyway.

This kind of change is good.

I like things the way they are.

I-I like my boyfriend.

I like my friends. I...

I mean, you should see
how mean everyone is

to the kids who don't fit in.

They broke
some girl's phone today.

I'm glad cancer is
all about the attention for you,

because for me,

it's about how
I can't go to school

or swallow food...

that I'll never be kissed,

and that pretty soon,
I will be completely forgotten.

I won't forget about you.

- You already have.
- That's so not true.

You know, maybe...
maybe we aren't really friends.

Maybe we never really were.

Maybe we just had dying
to keep us close,

because right now, it seems
like we have nothing in common.

You know what? You're right.

Because I have... I have Zoe now,

and I don't even care
about you anymore.

They don't actually like you.

They actually love me.

Kai told me,
so you're just jealous.

Oh, God.

Okay, I convinced that nurse

to let us get in
to see the doctor first,

and then I was able
to push back my 2:30,

so now we will able
to squeeze all of this in.

Then I'm gonna
drop you off at home,

and then I have got
to get back to the office.

It's a busy day, huh?

Yeah, it's a busy day.

Yeah, I just walked
right up to her, and I was like,

"My daughter
is having a transplant.

We need to meet
with Dr. Karato immediately."

It's a power thing
with these doctors,

making you wait.
Drives me nuts.

Hey, how are you feeling?

I'm fine.

Great. You mind?

No, I'm good.

Go for Helen.

No.

No, absolutely not.

You tell him no.

Hey, come on.

Come on.

You know, I really should be
studying, getting good grades.

No, hey, hey, don't worry
about it. This is great.

- Okay, this is the future.
- If this is the future,

where's cancer
when you need it, you know?

Look, you can finally embrace

all the things
life has to offer, okay?

Everything you could ever want
is within reach.

Well, I can reach the pamphlets.

I... Do I need the pamphlets?

You do. Look,
we've got community college.

We've got
computer programming school.

- Exciting.
- We've got the Army

- and the Navy.
- No and no.

Look, okay, why don't we just
grab a couple of these pamphlets

and go over 'em, I don't know,
say, maybe Friday, 10 p.m.?

I think you know that's
when Zoe's party for me is.

Guess you're planning
on going to that.

Yeah, I'm gonna go
with my boyfriend

to the super-cool party
being planned for me

instead of sitting inside,
looking at lame pamphlets

that are for careers
15 years ahead, so...

Hey, at least you admit
you've got 15 more years.

Cobber, mates.

Hey, babe.

You're lookin' bonzer as ush.

So, uh, what are you doing here?

Um, I'm not here for me.
I-It's for Seth.

Ah, cool.
You gonna be a digger, mate?

- What'd you call me?
- You wanna join the Army.

Oh, God, no.

Now I want you to take this
pamphlet home, and look at this.

You get some pair of sunglasses,
too. How 'bout that?

Thank you.

Hope, it's so brave
of you to be here.

It must be so depressing

to see people inspire
to have a career.

I think it's "aspire," actually.

Totally.

Hope!

Nurse Joyce.

Ooh. Hope, is this
the famous Kai?

- Yeah.
- Nice to meet you.

His eyes are even
more sparkly than you described.

Yep. There are
many solar systems.

And that accent, mmm.

Um, I just want
to thank you so much

for looking after Hope.
It's been hard, you know.

Despite all the treatment,
she's still getting worse.

What are you talking about?

Oh, that Hope
is super close to dying

and there's nothing
you can do about it.

Hope's not dying.

Oh. Do you guys
call it something else?

- "You guys," as in doctors?
- Totally.

Hope, uh,
I thought you told them.

What's she talking about, babe?

Yeah, "babe,"
what's she talking about?

Uh, I was going to tell you...

Your manicure.

I'm going to tell you,

uh, right... now.

Um...

Well, are you gonna tell us?

Uh, totally. Um...

Well, uh, you know how it's
really meant a lot to me

to have so many
new friends, and...

Kai, you... you know
how you feel about you,

and I know
how you feel about me,

so I'm just...
I'm just gonna say it. Um...

I'm actually not getting sicker,
I'm actually getting better,

so I'm getting so much better
that I don't need treatment,

on account
that I'm getting better. Um...

in conclusion,
I am not dying a teenager.

Ta-da.

Eww.

Um, we're supposed
to replace you.

Hey, this has nothing
to do with you.

Yes, it does.
We brought her cupcakes.

Kai, say something.

You lied to me.

It was an accident.
It just came out,

and I'm better.
Isn't that all that matters?

Look, Hope,
I care about you. I do.

I'm 17. I'm not ready
for a long-term commitment.

I left Australia for you.

I haven't seen
my family in ages.

But you love me.

I mean, you love me, right?

Bigger wanker than I thought.

Yeah, well, at least
I'm not in love with some girl

who thinks I'm just some bloke!

Oh, my God.
You totally love her.

Whatever.

I'm just gonna
go paint something.

I heard Hope
doesn't have cancer anymore,

so we're gonna have
to change the name of my party.

What about a cupcake party?

Yes.

I hope you're happy.

What?

You're the only reason

I'm at this stupid
career fair to begin with,

embracing dumb life
and its stupid opportunities.

No, that's life.
Sometimes you get hurt.

What do you know
about getting hurt?

Dying is easy.

Life is hard.

You have... You have no idea
what I go through.

I've been around you
every day now.

Every day, I'm here with you.
You tell me your problems,

and I'm listening to you.

I know
what you're going through.

All you do is
just follow me around.

Fine. I'm out.

Well, thanks for another
great life event.

Today was kind of...
kind of the worst day ever.

I went from being
at the top of the top to...

nothing.

Don't have
any more fake friends,

and my real friends
can't stand me.

Hello.

Hey.

- Hey!
- What are those?

- These are apology brownies.
- Why?

Oh, I'm sorry.
They're not for you.

They're for all of the people
that Hope lied to.

But why are you sorry?
You didn't...

You didn't do anything wrong.

I didn't do anything wrong,
but Hope did,

and she's my kid
and reflects on me,

so I baked brownies.

Dolores, it is not your job
to protect her.

You know, people say that.

People say that a lot,

but if I didn't protect her...

she could have died.

You know what
I've protected her from?

I've protected her from germs,
getting too much sun.

I have actually protected her
from elderly people hugs.

All right, I have been
a one-person defensive line,

and this high school,
it's like a malignancy, right?

Those mean girls,
they're like an infection.

High school is just hard.

Forget cancer
or a girl with one parent.

It's just hard.

All day long,
I've got kids who need to learn

how to build up
their own immunities.

Half of high school is learning
how to live in this world.

She wasn't supposed
to live in this world...

and I didn't prepare her to.

Well, guess what, Dolores,
she is now,

and there's no right way
of going about this,

but you got to let her
figure it out.

Agh!

I don't like it.

What... What do you
want me to tell you?

Told me enough.

I got it.

See? I guided and counseled.

- Yeah. Caught it.
- Yeah.

- Ah, thank you.
- It's quite impressive.

Heh.

Earned yourself
a plate of brownies.

No, no, no, no. I can't. It's...

- I can't.
- Oh, all right.

No, no, no. It's actually...
It's fine.

Yeah.

Do you think
anyone is gonna come

to this bowling party tomorrow?

What bowling party?

Five bucks,
this is a gutter ball.

Well, this isn't sad at all.

No one came
to your bowling party, D.

Mr. G came.

Look, I'm sorry
that Kai broke up with you.

Yeah, well, I feel like
cancer broke up with me, too.

You weren't dating cancer.

Yeah, well, it lived with me,
slept with me,

brought me lots of flowers
and attention.

Uh, no.
People brought you those.

Yeah, because I had cancer.

You know, forget
about Kai and those girls,

because the people who matter
still care about you.

Well, screwed that up,
too, so...

I texted Seth and Sarah,
like, a million times,

and nothing.

Were you being a brat?

Thank you.

Glad to know you're
not on my side either.

This isn't about sides.

Well, then, you know what?
I don't need to be here,

- so enjoy your gutter balls.
- Hope...

Should we still...

Yeah. Oh, yeah, we're bowling.

She can have a pity party
all by herself.

I'm sorry.

I-I thought this would be fun.
Thank you for actually coming.

No, my pleasure.
Thank you for having me.

Nah, I had this big idea,

'cause we used to come here all
the time when she was little.

She loved it here, you know,
before all the...

Yeah.

It still has the same smell.

You know, it's very, uh...
I don't know.

Comforting? Old shoes.

I get it.

I like to go down to the river.

Yeah, dead fish.

- That's a comforting smell.
- No, not the dead fish.

I-I watch for boats.

- Boats.
- Yep.

- Do we have boats on the river?
- Nope, we don't,

but we do have
the second most drawbridges

of any city in the world,
second to Amsterdam,

but first in diversity.

Ah. The more you know...

I just completely
geeked out on you right now.

I'm sorry. That's...
Just I'm from Rhode Island,

and we have a rich
maritime tradition there...

And I just said, "maritime."

I don't know why
I'm rambling about boats.

But I get it.

Change can be hard.

Yeah.
Hope's going through a lot.

I meant for you.

You know what's hard?

What's that?

That you're about to lose.

Oh, my God.

Okay. Let's see what you got.

Good morning. I'm nurse Kelly.

I'm going to be taking you down
to the operation today, okay?

Can you tell me
your date of birth?

8-30-1998.

All right. And can you tell me
what you're having done today?

An autologous hematopoiesis
cell transplantation.

And can you tell me
your pain level?

Okay. Thank you.

All right. Let's go.

I would love to see everybody
at the basketball game tonight.

I can't promise you
an amazing game,

but, as you know,

the nachos are free
with your student I.D.

Hey, hey, hey!

The bell does not dismiss you.
I dismiss you.

Okay, you can go. Hope.

Proud of you.

Hands to yourself, man.

Look, if it's about the D,

it's not gonna happen again.

Hope, it's nothing
to do with the test.

I and every other teacher
have let certain things slide.

We've been grading you
based on your situation,

and I know this is hard.

I mean, I've been
in high school before.

It can be very challenging
to navigate,

but it doesn't benefit you
for you to keep thinking

that you can be
this straight-A student

if you're not putting forth
serious effort.

I think you're capable
of more than you know.

Come on.

You kicked cancer's butt.

So if there's anything I can do,
I'm happy to help in any way,

but you gotta let me know.

Hey.

Watch it.

Thanks so much.

That's what you wanted,
to sit in this section?

- Yeah.
- You want to sit here?

So, uh, how's the boy thing
going right now?

You seeing anyone?

- No. I kind of want to...
- Yeah?

but I'm not with anybody.

Mm-hmm. How long
have you been single?

- Do you know anyone?
- Um...

So are you saying
Australians are good kissers?

Yes.

Seth, Seth, are you here?

Come on. Pick up.
Please pick up.

- Hey, you've reached Seth...
- Voicemail, okay.

I'm pathetic.

Well, where's Sarah?

- She's already gone.
- What?!

I'm sorry.
I just mean you missed her.

She left for a procedure,
but I can't tell you for what.

- Nurse Joyce, please...
- Ah-ah. As a nurse,

I can't tell you
that information.

I can't tell you that she's
downstairs going into surgery.

- Thank you.
- Mm-hmm.

Don't tell 'em I told you that.

- This is Helen.
- Where is Sarah?

Well, she hasn't been responding
to any of my texts.

She's in recovery.

Wh-Why?

She's had a pretty delicate
transplant procedure.

Well, I-I have to see her.

She's resting.

Well, what can I do?

Nothing. I have to go.

Mom.

Mom.

Yeah?

I'm sorry for how
I've been acting lately.

You've been through so much.

Half of me wants to tell you
that you don't ever

have to apologize
for anything ever again.

And the other half?

You don't want to know.

I'm gonna fix this.

I promise.

Okay.

So my boyfriend is now dating

the most popular girl in school,

my two best friends hate me,

I'm failing all my classes,

and I'm sitting in a toilet

where someone definitely
puked before, so that's great.

This is my life now.
No more cupcakes,

just toilet sandwiches.

You get used to it.

Thanks, but, um,

I don't really
want to get used to it, so...

Are you the girl who's dying?

Yeah... maybe.

No.

Well, when I was
in the sixth grade,

I got braces, orthopedic shoes,
scoliosis brace.

My parents got divorced.

It was... It was brutal, yeah.

Okay, I'm coming out.
This is weird.

Kids can be so mean.

Or nice.

It's just so random,

like...

cancer or scoliosis.

Look, I was such a big jerk,

and I-I should
have stopped them,

and I didn't, and I'm sorry.

Thanks for that.

But you can't just apologize.

What do you mean?

Who cares if you're sorry?

You have to do something
about it.

Yeah, you're right.

Well, I go by Mildred,
Millie, with an IE.

Hope, you know, like Obama.

Sorry.

My mom would love you.

Gotta sanitize
if you want to fraternize.

You know what I mean?

That's nice.

I like that.

What's this?

- It dries them.
- Oh.

Gets the small a-goin'.

I need you to guide me.

The MCATs?

Yes. I want to be
a pediatric oncologist.

Are you out of your mind?

Probably not even
gonna graduate high school.

Do you have any doubt
I'm down for the impossible?

I'm not a betting man.

More of a board game man,
actually.

- Eww.
- But if I was,

I would definitely bet on you.

Why don't we focus
on passing junior year first?

And then we'll work
on the MCATs.

Fine.

You're welcome.

Prometaphase...

metaphase, um, anaphase...

You know, your... your hands
really look like they're itching

to cut up some zukes,
so why don't you...

why don't you take over?

Okay.

I'm pretty good at this,
actually.

And telophase.

I'm sorry I'm late.

Nearly 20 minutes late.
I can't give you the test.

No, Mr. Baser, please.
I've studied. I'm ready.

Just give me the test.

School policy.

Okay. You can't give it to me,

but you can't stop me
from taking it.

Hope, what are you...
what are you doing?

You don't even have
the questions.

Well, then I'll just have
to write down everything I know.

What...?

And everybody just keep
your eyes on your paper.

Then we'll be good, right?

Yeah.

How'd the test go?

Well, I probably got a C,
but I nailed the stuff

on cancer cell growth.
So what's next?

Next you have a test
on early American history.

Quickly, name the first
five presidents.

Monroe, Madison, Jefferson,
Adams, Washington.

No, that's completely wrong.

I said them in reverse.

Why?

Because I can.

So Millie told me I can't
actually just say I'm sorry.

I have to do something.

I mean, she's right.

And I think I have a plan.

I just don't know whether
it's gonna work or not.

Oh. Heh. Hey.

Thanks for agreeing to meet.

Yeah, sure. So you and Hope
are, like, friends now?

I'm helping her.

- Why?
- 'Cause she screwed up,

but she's trying
to make it better.

Where is she?

Studying. You know,
she is so far behind.

Yeah. I been trying to tell her
to study, actually.

Well, at least
she's doing it now.

Yeah.

Um, what I want to ask you

is that, are you going
to Zoe's party this Friday?

Yeah, of course.

Hope's got something planned,
but we need your help.

Can we count on you?

Yeah, I don't know about that.

What do you mean?

You guys are Hope and Seth,
Seth and Hope.

Yeah, I just...
I don't really know

how I, uh, feel about her
right now.

Okay. Well, sorry.

Do you want to dance?

Oh, no. Thank you. Uh...

Awkward.

Shut up.

- Oh, here.
- This is her favorite song.

Hey.

Thank you for coming
to my party.

Yeah, sure.
Where are your parents?

I don't know.

- How's Hope?
- Is she dead yet?

Uh, no, still not...

Uh, you know, I don't know.

I just... I kind of want her
to get it, you know, again.

Cancer?

You want her
to get cancer again?

No! What's wrong... No.

I want her to, like,
understand what's important.

Oh, that's hard. I gave up
on that, like, a year ago.

You really like her.

Of course. I mean...

she's my best friend.

Like, Mate,
you like her like her,

like, like her, like.

You know, you two are really
perfect for each other, really.

Aww. Thanks, mate.

Hey. How'd it go with Seth?

I'm not sure.

Okay. Well, we have to do this.

- Okay.
- Okay.

- Ready? Okay.
- Yep. Let's go.

Hey, uh, everyone, everyone,

everyone, hey, um, I have
to show you something, so...

Eww. This is my party.
You can't just use my TV.

May I please use the TV?

You may.

I'm Hope Gracin.

- What is this?
- It's Hope.

- Clearly.
- Hey!

I used to date that girl!

Shut up.

You probably know me
as the girl who had cancer.

Cancer and I were inseparable
since I was 12.

At first, I was scared, and...

then something weird happened.

It became familiar.

I stopped hating it.

It was really messed up,
but I-I started liking it.

When I found out
I was in remission, I...

I was scared and confused,
and I got angry that something

that I had become so used to
was taken away from me,

and I lost sight
of what really mattered...

my real friends and family.

My best friend Sarah
still has cancer,

and she's the best thing
that's ever happened to me,

and I owe it to her
to figure life out.

I'm sorry I lied.

I never should have done that.

I just wanted you guys
to like me more than anything,

and that was my mistake...

and I should have known better.

How was it?

Good job.

Heh, Hey.

Seth. Heh.

So how was the party?

Um, they kind of turned

your death party
into a cupcake party.

Can't believe
they actually did that.

- I can, kinda.
- Yeah.

Zoe and Kai and all them are
kind of the worst people ever.

Good cupcakes. Bad people.

Yeah.

I'm sorry I keep making you
sneak into places.

No, you're not.

Heh. No, I'm not.

I'm not even a little bit.

Hey, I mean,
at least you admit it.

Well, you love it.
I mean, I get us into trouble.

You get us out of trouble.

Mm, the perfect team.

We kind of are, right?

Yeah, we kind of are.

So you don't... hate me?

I don't hate you.

Good.

'Cause I couldn't stand it
if you hated me.

Uh, visiting hours are over.

But i-it's important,

like life-or-death important.

Her immune system is still weak.

We know the drill.

You have ten minutes.

When I come back to check

her blood pressure again,
you're gone.

Thank you.

Sarah...

I'm so, so, so sorry.

You mentioned that in the video.

You watched it?

I have an alert on your channel.

I mean, could you
ever forgive me?

And before you answer,
just know

I plan on spending
the rest of my life

trying to make it up to you.

Oddly, I kind of get it.

You've always gotten it,
and I-I forgot. I forgot.

I mean, I forgot you guys
are what make me special,

not being popular or whatever.

How was it, though,
being popular?

It was not the worst thing...

but it was so not worth it.

I am so sorry I hurt you.

Thank you.

And it's the stupidest thing
i-in the history of the world

that I'm in remission
and you're still sick,

and I can't do this
if you're not here.

Well, I'm still here.

And I'm happy you're here, too.

I love you.

I love you more.

Not possible.

Come on.

You guys are gonna make me cry.
Come on.

"Hope springs eternal
in the human breast;

Man never is,
but always to be blessed:

The soul,
uneasy and confined from home,

rests and expatiates
in a life to come."

What I think that means

is that there's always
a reason to be optimistic,

even though life
can be really hard,

but you can get through it

if you focus
on what really matters.

Sarah got to reenroll in school
for the coming fall,

and Sarah's mom has been spending
more time at home with her.

Mr. Garner is going to take us
on vacation to Rhode Island

to look at boats,
ugh, which sounds lame,

but if it makes them happy,
I'm happy.

Millie doesn't have to eat
in the bathroom anymore.

And Seth, Seth's Seth.

Who knows what'll happen?

And I am super
into my schoolwork

and being stupid
with friends again.

So that's the story
of how I learned

to live life
without an expiration date.

After all,
I was named Hope for a reason.

I wanted to share my story,

because in sharing,
we can grow stronger together,

and making fun of things
that scare us,

we can overcome them.

The problem is
now that I'm not dying,

so I have to figure out
what to make fun of.

That's gonna be fun.

Hey, T, you know
what's doper than a million?

Me.